Liam let out all the pent-up frustration in him through tears. He wept bitterly as he stared at the doctor rolling the stretcher and taking his dead twin to the morgue.
He couldn't believe Emily was dead, after the way she had suffered for years. She was very kind-hearted and cared about him a lot. Put her feelings before his. She was the only human who didn't resent him and now she was gone because he was incapable of raising the money for her heart transplant.Liam felt his knees give out underneath him as he bawled, not even paying any attention to the people who walked by and cast him weird and pitiful glances.Liam buried Emily the following evening. There was no point letting her stay in the morgue, it reminded him of how impecunious he was. If he had money like men of his age, Emily wouldn't have died. Neither would he have been tricked the entire time, when he should have been by Emily's side and watching her take her last breath. To think she had died alone in her ward was heart-wrenching to Liam.Now Emily was covered in mud with the cemented headstone, 'Farewell Emily Catherine Laurent, 1997 - 2022,'.He was done with the tears, they didn't matter anymore. No amount of tears would bring Emily back. She was gone.
With a heavy heart, Liam finally left Emily's grave.He was on his way to the Brewers when he saw someone that bore a striking resemblance to Chloe, making her way into an expensive boutique. And when he spotted Valente, his thoughts were confirmed right.Liam stood a few meters away from the glass walls of the boutique, as he watched Chloe gushing at the sight of elegant dresses. Whilst Valente stood back with a smug smirk on his face.Liam had never seen Chloe that elated before, it was obvious she valued money and materialistic things more than genuine love. "If it isn't the pauper we have here," a feminine voice taunted and Liam stared ahead of him, only to see Chloe and Valante, staring at him with mockery."I heard your sister's dead," Chloe handed her shopping bags to the bodyguard beside her, "please accept my condolences," and with that, she gave him the finger.Liam didn't respond, he just looked from Chloe to Valente and Valente back to Chloe, then he made to side-stepped them but he was stopped."Not so fast, Liam shit-face," Valente had his hand on Liam's shoulder.Liam was in no mood for this, he just buried his sister and he needed to go somewhere to clear his head."What do you want from me?" Liam growled."You're that much of a stalker, huh?" Valente unbuttoned his suit jacket and put his hands on his waist, "how'd you know Chloe is here?"Liam just pushed the man aside and started walking away, when Valente hauled this insult at him, "You look ugly today, as always.""That's because I knew I would run into you. I wanted to look like you," Liam fired back and there were gasps, mostly from Chloe.Valente went lunging at him with a punch but Liam just dodged and pushed him aside."You shit-bag, fight me," Valente was cocking his fists once more."That would be animal abuse," Liam gritted out with clenched fists."At least I am better than you are, you'd always remain poor." Valente insulted but Liam just ignored him.He found his way to the Brewers that evening."Why are you here? You've been fired and another gardener has replaced you," Mr. Brewer snarled at him."Sounds like something you would do without my knowledge, but I'm here for my pay," Liam was a bit confident of himself. He had lost Emily, he wasn't afraid of anything or anyone."I owe you nothing, Reek," Mr. Brewer growled from where he was seated in his study."You owe my salary, sir." Liam said."Well, I've chosen to not pay you since I no longer need your services, hm?" Mr. Brewer raised his eyes at Liam and chuckled to himself."I worked for you. I ought to be paid and be out of your hair for good," Liam was tired, he wanted his money since he was penniless."You wanted to have my daughter jump out through her window.""That is not true.""And you stole from my son.""You know how your children do not tell the truth.""How dare you accuse my children? They are your masters."This sliced through Liam and he held his eyes tightly for a few seconds before opening them."What the hell are you doing, Reek?" Mr. Brewer had fear flashing through his eyes when Liam went to his side and pulled him up through his collars."I am not leaving until you pay what you owe!" Liam yelled into the face of the frightened-looking man."Guards!" Mr. Brewer shouted and this time Liam fled. He wanted to save his head from beatings.Whilst running, Liam was being followed by a black car with tinted glasses. He thought it was Mr. Brewer's men so he changed direction and ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He had been doing a lot of running since two days ago.Finally, he was standing in the highway. He took a peek down and gulped because cars were moving and the thought that went to his mind was suicide."What's left to live? Emily's dead and I am useless. Everyone hates me. The world sucks!" Liam spat and wiped his mouth with the back of his palm, "I never should have been born. Dying is the only alternative I have left. I can't do this shit anymore!"Liam heard the sound of footsteps running in his direction but he didn't even bother to look.He threw his head back and let out a harsh bark of laughter, "I'm gonna put an end to my misery, tonight and then the world can fuck itself."Just as he was about jumping down, a pair of hands pulled him backward."What the fuck?" He snapped upon turning around and seeing a middle-aged man, "who the heck are you?""You cannot kill yourself, young Master Liam," the man was out of breath as he said this, "I ran all the way here to catch up with you.""Why?" Liam pushed the man away from him."Your father left his inheritance for you before his death, he was on his sick bed when he told me to find you and your sister.""What?" Liam thought he had misheard the man."He left some billions of dollars for you and your sister. Including his companies and most prized possessions," the unknown man dropped this bombshell.Liam froze.Liam let out a sigh as he rolled to the other side of the bed. He couldn't remember enjoying sleep that much. It was as if he was floating on the cosmos because the bed was so big, wide, and comforting to his nerves.The rays of the sunlight flashed in through the window, and it made Liam's eyes flickered open, before widening them in absolute confusion because he didn't know how he got there.He was on a king-sized bed with fluffy pillows that were rendering some sort of comfort to his body. But he had a migraine which he had sustained the previous night.Liam's jaw dropped and he blinked thrice upon taking his first view of the room which was absolutely magnificent in description.It was a superior room. Even bigger than his cramped apartment, combining his room, restroom, kitchen, and balcony.The ceiling was coved. The first two high walls were painted with white and gold, and the second walls were jaw-droppingly made of glass that Liam could see the outside view and came to reali
Liam drew in a deep breath at this, because everything was starting to align. His mother made both he and Emily suffer because she didn't want them to be taken away from her by the wealthiest man in Texas. But she was selfish and insensitive on the contrary, because she was fed up with life and committed suicide without telling him and his sister about their real identity.Liam couldn't believe his real father was Brandon Price. It was just insane."How did you even find me?" Liam queried with his eyes lowered in curiosity."You were running out of an employee’s house just yesterday evening. It was there I saw you, I couldn’t even believe it. I then did my own findings about your from the servants and was told you worked as a gardener," Gibson informed him.Liam clenched his jaw and nodded."So this man..my father, you said he's dead?""Yes. He was on his sick bed when he implored me to find you and your twin. He left a private will with me. Specially meant for you and your sister as
A few hours later, Gibson took Liam to the bank which turned out to be Liam's bank as well. The bank manager was a bit confused to see the poor ragged boy and the butler from the wealthiest family known in the world."Does he work for you? I can recall him coming to me for a loan two days ago," the bank manager asked Gibson, referring to Liam who was seated on the couch behind them."He came to you for a loan?" Gibson was puzzled."Yes, yet the bank couldn't help because he doesn't have any collateral. You're here to help him out?" The bank manager lowered his glasses to the bridge of his nose and looked at Liam once more."Actually, no. He's my master. The first son of Brandon Price and we're here because he needs a black credit card to access the billions his late father saved in his account,” Gibson announced with utter confidence.Liam chuckled to himself at the moment bank manager paled. Something which happened because he heard what Gibson said."He's Mr. Price's son?" Disbelief
"You should come sometime later after he's done with his shopping," the boutique manager told Chloe."What in the seven hells is wrong with you and this freaking place!?" Chloe bellowed at the top of her lungs.People were already staring at her as if she had gone mad. Meanwhile, Liam had his hands in his pockets, taking casual steps toward the scene. And Gibson was right behind him."Ma'am, you're causing a scene. We don't want anyone inconveniencing our VIP.."The manager didn't finish with this explanation when Chloe lunged at him with clenched fists, but Valante held her back."Let me go!" Chloe was struggling to break free when she immediately halted as if she saw the face of Medusa and got stilled like a stone."You?" She scoffed to herself and then disengaged herself from Valante's grip, "I can't believe you followed me all the way down here, stalker that much?""Believe me when I say I had no idea that I'd run into you and your boyfriend, Chloe," Liam scratched the back of his
It was raining when Gibson pulled up in front of a large mansion.And Liam turned to Gibson with a knowing look on his face."Let me guess, this is also one of my belongings?""You're right, sir," Gibson unlocked the gates before driving in and stopping at the garage that had roughly a hundred cars."The cars?" Liam blurted out, trying to keep his breath in check."All yours. Your father started buying them ten years ago. He said you were fifteen and old enough to drive. He had high hopes that you and your sister would find him."Liam nodded and stayed silent. He just bought a suit for $3,000,000, why would the cars freak him out? Gibson unlocked the car door and then stepped outside with a black umbrella.Liam hopped out of the car and let Gibson take him into the house. At first, he wanted to hold the umbrella so they could fit in, but then realization slammed through his senses that he was now a boss so he ought to behave like one."You need to know what they're like before you rev
The next morning Liam took enough time to groom himself to perfection, as he was to go meet with his father's family. He knew he had to prepare as they weren't just his father's family, these people were strangers. There were high chances of him getting despised.It seemed as though he was about to step into the Lion's den even though they were just humans like him.Gibson drove him to the family mansion that morning, the place Charlotte Price lived with her kids.And when Liam got in, they were already in the large sitting room waiting for his arrival. "Good day everyone, I have come with Master Price's son as I promised," Gibson announced, and immediately heads snapped in Liam's direction to take a proper look at him.Jaws dropping, eyes blinking unsteadily and even a spoon falling from the mouth of the youngest in their midst. They were way too stunned to see him look exactly like the younger version of Brandon Price.His stepmother who appeared younger than her age, his three step
"...everything has been written in his name whilst you and your children are left with nothing.""What!?" Literally everyone in the entire room chorused this, well except for Liam. Although he was as dumbstruck as they were."Are you currently seeing straight, Mister Conrad or do you need a new pair of glasses?" Beatrice couldn't hide her dismay."Thanks for your concern, Miss Beatrice. But my vision is quite fine and these glasses are just for fancy," Mr. Conrad responded before staring at Liam who was yet to speak after hearing the news."What in the hell did you just read to my family and me?" His father's wife was already on her feet, looking like life was getting sucked out of her."Charlotte, I am only a mouthpiece of your late husband and not the one who wrote the will. Maybe not transferring your anger toward me would be of help to us all," The lawyer looked like he would be anywhere but there."Why would he leave everything for me? This doesn't make sense," Liam had his brows
As Liam gazed at the body of his late father, he couldn't help but ponder what their relationship would have been if they had met sooner before his death.Of a truth, they looked so much alike even in Brandon's death that one wouldn't have to glance at them twice to know they were father and son. "Gibson, how was my dad like?" Liam looked at the butler who had his hands right behind him, "I'm only asking because I was robbed of my chances to be with him.""He was competitive in the business world and always emerged at the top with his brands and companies in several countries. Envied and admired by many. Strict and considerate only a few times. I wouldn't say he was a bad man but he did things for his own selfish interests. He put business first before his emotions and it made him a conqueror. He wants you to even do better than him.""I see," Liam rasped out and folded his arms across his chest. "But he loved his children," Gibson continued, "did all they asked.""Then why did he le